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Wu Yaer did not return to Beijing.
Chengyuan didn¡¯t come back during the Spring Festival in the ninth year, the spring warmth didn¡¯t come back in February, the flowers bloomed in March, he didn¡¯t come back, and the light rain fell in April, Wu Ya¡¯er still didn¡¯t come back and he didn¡¯t die.
When did Wu Yaer die?
Li Minglou couldn¡¯t remember it.
Ankangshan died in the eighth year of Chengyuan, not long after Ankangshan died, and Wu Yaer died in the early ninth year of Chengyuan.
What month is this beginning of the year?
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s been a long time, but the memory of that life has become blurry.
When I think back, it¡¯s like I¡¯m separated by a layer of fog, looming like reality or illusion.
Because she was anxious, she asked Jiang Liang: "Do you still remember when you said Wu Ya'er died?"
Jiang Liang was frightened and dumbfounded when he asked. After thinking for a moment, he said directly, "Whenever the madam says is appropriate."
????????????? Immediately go to convey the arrangements and plan how Wu Yaer will die
As for the wife who suddenly wants to kill her husband, for those who have read ancient and modern times, they will not be surprised, let alone lamented, after seeing many more brutal battles between husbands and wives, fathers, sons, monarchs and ministers than this one.
"Wu Ya'er has military power and refuses to yield and obey orders. If the female marquis becomes the marquis' husband, then she will be regarded as her deceased husband!"
Li Minglou hurriedly explained to him that he had no intention of killing Wu Yaer.
"I'm just worried about him." She said, "He is in poor health and has hidden diseases. I'm worried about him getting sick, so I always want him back."
Jiang Liang understood: "That's it." He immediately thought about the medical book and raised his fingers to calculate, "Diseases are more common in spring and autumn. Winter has passed, summer is coming, and autumn is the latest. The governor may be in danger, so we should persuade him as soon as possible. If you come back without your life, the Shi Dynasty rebels will be even less able to fight."
Although it sounded a bit nonsense, what he said made sense, and Li Minglou laughed.
"You write him a letter." She said, sighing, "I can't persuade him anymore. Please tell him this truth."
God! I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to write a letter to the governor.
Jiang Liang responded solemnly: "Don't worry, madam, I'll write it right away."
After thinking about it, it was not serious enough.
"I'll write it tomorrow for Madam to read."
Li Minglou smiled, and Amao came in and said that Prime Minister Zhu was here. Li Minglou got up, and several maids came in from outside to change Li Minglou's clothes.
Jiang Liang watched the court ladies Yingying Yanyan shuttle around the room, enjoying his sight, and left with satisfaction.
Several officials came joking and greeted Jiang Liang hurriedly.
"Where is Mr. Jiang going?" they asked again, pointing to the main hall over there. The woman under the black umbrella was slowly walking in, "Madam is going to discuss something, won't you go?"
Although Jiang Liang has no official title, he has a very important position and can listen and speak in court affairs.
"I won't go this time." Jiang Liang said, handing over to several people, "I have important things."
Not even participating in the court meeting must be a very important matter! Several officials hurriedly said: "Sir, go quickly."
Jiang Liang walked over with a solemn expression and returned to his residence. As a guest, his residence was in the outer courtyard of the Hou Mansion.
Two children were treading water in the yard. Jiang Liang yelled and they ran away, but Jiang Liang called them back.
"There is hot tea and hot rice on the stove." The two children said, "What else do you want, sir?"
Child attendants are not as considerate as maids, Jiang Liang sighed, but he can't use maids. They look uncomfortable with mediocre looks, and he can't use beauties Jiang Liang only has one hobby now, greed for money. If he sees him using beautiful maids , what should he do if someone gives him a beautiful woman? Should I change hands and sell the maid for money? What a waste!
"Go and boil water for me." He told the two children, "I want to take a bath."
The two children were puzzled: "What are you doing taking a bath at this time?"
"I have to write a very important letter." Jiang Liang said, chasing the child away, "Go and ask Sister Jinju for some incense!"
The two children were busy, and Jiang Liang sat in front of the desk, studying ink quietly.
This was the first time he wrote to Governor Wu.
This may also be the last time he writes to Governor Wu.
Governor Wu may be dying.
He understood what Madam meant. Madam was a very honest person. Madam said she didn¡¯t want the Governor to die, but was worried about his old illness. That meant she was really worried.
¡°But if the Governor continues to refuse to accept and understand Madam¡¯s kindness
Jiang Liang reached out and calculated, then the late summer and early autumn might really be the death date of Governor Wu, or?The period when two people face each other in life and death.
Thinking of this, Jiang Liang sighed again, with some sympathy. He also understood what Governor Wu did. Knowing that his wife had committed regicide would be something that no husband would be able to face calmly.
It¡¯s really scary!
It¡¯s really unimaginable.
Husband, Jiang Liang sighed softly, wiping away tears with one hand and holding a pen with the other
"Sir, incense" The child came in and was startled when he saw Jiang Liang sitting at the desk, "Why are you crying?"
Jiang Liang interrupted with a strong nasal voice: "Don't make any noise! ??The mood is here!"
"What the hell?" The child was puzzled but ignored it. He put down the incense and ran out to continue playing in the water.
Jiang Liang sat in front of the desk, sometimes writing, sometimes holding his chin to watch the rain. The drizzle gradually became heavier. The pomegranate flowers blooming by the window swayed, and the rain fell from it and splashed on the windowsill.
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Jiang Liang got to know the wife he knew well, then considered the wife in the eyes of outsiders, recalled his experiences in the past few years from Madam Wu to the Marquis, reviewed and added and deleted five times a day and night, and finally completed this letter.
He didn¡¯t bother to wash himself and came to see his wife with red eyes. The curtains in her hall moved slightly, and inside there was a beauty leaning against the window drinking tea but she was not her.
"Young Master Lian!" Jiang Liang was surprised, "When did you come back?"
Lian Xiaojun stretched out the window and toasted to him: "Just arrived."
Jiang Liang walked in and complained: "Why didn't you write a letter in advance?"
?Write a letter? Ever since I left Lian Xiaojun sighed: "I'm too busy, and I'm so anxious to return home that I haven't bothered to write."
After saying that, he smiled again.
"Madam hasn't written to me for a long time. I didn't even know she moved to a new home here."
¡°Well, since the incident in Songzhou, Madam has not asked him to write Jiang Liang nodded: ¡°Too busy, Madam is too busy.¡±
He looked around and changed the subject.
"Isn't Madam back?"
Lian Xiaojun said: "I said I went out for something, and I don't know when I will be back."
He gestured like a master.
"Mr. Jiang, please sit down. Have you eaten?"
Call the maids, "Give Mr. Jiang a taste of the tea from earlier."
The maids responded and flew around them like butterflies.
Jiang Liang is not polite either. Although his appearance is not as good as Lian Xiaojun¡¯s, in Madam¡¯s heart he is still one of her own!
"It seems that you are really busy." Lian Xiaojun looked at Jiang Liang, "Mr., I can't stand it anymore."
He took out a porcelain vase.
"This is a Qi-boosting pill that has been passed down by the Zhang family in Quanzhou for thousands of years. Please try it, sir."
Jiang Liang hurriedly reached out and took it happily: "Even the young master's is a good thing. If I use it, maybe it will be as beautiful as the young master."
Lian Xiaojun smiled and said, "Sir, make good use of it and come back to me in the future."
Then you need to buy it, right? This guy is really a businessman. Jiang Liang laughed and stuffed the porcelain bottle into his sleeve.
"Busy, actually being busy is nothing." He took a sip of hot tea and swallowed the steamed cake, "It's just that it's nothing good."
He lowered his voice to Lian Xiaojun.
"Even the Young Master is out and about, do you know that? Many defenders are shameless. There was a rebellion in Ankang Mountain, and everyone disrespected His Majesty."
Lian Xiaojun took a sip of tea: "It's okay if everyone doesn't look like Ankang Mountain."
"I think, sooner or later" Jiang Liang said, but felt that there was no need to say this. He swallowed a sip of tea and asked, "What business is Mr. Lian coming back this time?"
"I'm here to see Madam." Lian Xiaojun said, reaching out to touch his heart, "Doing business with Madam's heart."
Jiang Liang laughed, wondering if he should write this sentence into the letter?
"what kind of business?"
Li Minglou walked in from outside and asked.
The maids immediately flew from the flowers here to Li Minglou.
Lian Xiaojun and Jiang Liang stood up and saluted.
"It's not business." Lian Xiaojun smiled, "There is news, but it's not good news either."
Li Minglou took off his cloak and walked over: "Let's talk and listen."
Lian Xiaojun glanced at Jiang Liang. Jiang Liang sat down calmly, continued eating, and nodded to him: "Listen."
Lian Xiaojun said: "Chang Yuanshao, the governor of Yanhai Road, is dead."
Jiang Liang bit the pastry and asked, "Are you old? Seriously ill? You won't die in battle, right?"
"It doesn't matter," he said to himself as he sat upright.
"How much does it cost to be an envoy of Yanhaidao?"
Lian Xiaojun picked up the tea and said, "I've been dead for half a month."
Jiang Liang¡¯s voice stopped suddenly, and the crumbs of the pastry he was biting fell off.
Li Minglou looked at Lian Xiaojun.
Jiedushi had been dead for half a month, and the court didn't even know about it. It seems that Yanhaidao didn't report it and didn't plan to report it.
Li Minglou asked: "Could it be that Yanhai Road already has a new Jiedu envoy?"
Lian Xiaojun took a sip of tea and said, "I haven't decided when I come out."
He put down the tea.
"But I guess the winner in the end should be Young Master Chang San, Chang Ji." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Money? "
Lian Xiaojun picked up the tea and said, "I've been dead for half a month."
Jiang Liang¡¯s voice stopped suddenly, and the crumbs of the pastry he was biting fell off.
Li Minglou looked at Lian Xiaojun.
Jiedushi had been dead for half a month, and the court didn't even know about it. It seems that Yanhaidao didn't report it and didn't plan to report it.
Li Minglou asked: "Could it be that Yanhai Road already has a new Jiedu envoy?"
Lian Xiaojun took a sip of tea and said, "I haven't decided when I come out."
He put down the tea.
"But I guess the winner in the end should be Young Master Chang San, Chang Ji." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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